Time is running away with all its teeth and claws, and time is running away from death.
Four years passed by in a hurry. At that time, Niushan Scenic Area was not a scenic spot, but a barren mountainous area. There were only three small villages begging for food in the mountains. On weekdays, few outsiders would come to such a place.
But today it was bright and clear, and Niushan welcomed a rare group of mountaineering teams, about a hundred of them dressed as mountaineers. The three brothers Li Wuxiang mingled in the crowd and talked in a low voice: "Master Qing, isn't it a confidential matter to explore the Palace of the Gods? Why are there so many people?"
It was Li Xiong who asked.
"You three alone can't enter the Palace of All Gods. I borrowed these from my friends. The meaning of their existence is the blood bank." The ancient demon's slough replied.
"blood bank?"
"You'll know later." After the ancient demon's slough finished speaking, he added: "Wuxiang, I plan to give you the real key to the Ten Thousand Gods Palace. You have the highest cultivation among the three, so it is safest to give you the key." How to do it. As for Tong Xuanzi and Li Xiong, you two assist them. Remember, do what you can and come back alive."
The group of people soon came to the cliff. Directly in front of them was a steep cliff.
"That's the entrance to the Palace of the Gods." The ancient demon said.
The three of them were stunned. Before they had time to ask, Tong Xuanzi found that he had no control over his hands. He grabbed a casual cultivator next to him and threw him with all his strength.
The casual cultivator screamed and flew out, hitting the cliff. To everyone's expectation, he disappeared.
"It's inside. This is the node between the Pantheon Palace and the real world. Every time the Pantheon Palace opens, the entrance will be here." The ancient demon said: "The area you live in was its territory back then."
Entering the Palace of the Gods, everyone was once again shocked by the huge stone gate.
A creation made by heaven.
Although the current construction technology is very advanced and countless skyscrapers have been erected in Shanghai, the majestic size of this stone door still shocked everyone. The door is so big, how huge must the creatures entering and exiting it be
At this time, a casual cultivator cut his wrist and stood by the pool, letting blood flow into the pool beside the stone gate. The second, the third... the blood of the casual cultivators without hesitation.
"It is very important to remember what I said to you now," the ancient demon relic in Tongxuanzi said: "The Palace of the Gods is divided into eight areas, and each area has an ancient demon relic sealed. You can enter There is only one door, which is the space where I was once imprisoned. The danger in the Pantheon Palace is not great. There are river crab guards and sculpture puppets. They are many and very powerful, so be careful."
"After entering the Palace of All Gods, carve the formation I taught you in the pool, use blood as a sacrifice, and merge the eight spaces, and the real Palace of All Gods will appear."
"Is the Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods Palace inside?" Li Xiong asked.
"I don't know. This is one of your goals for exploring the Palace of the Gods." The ancient demon said: "If you find signs of life activity in the Palace of the Gods, exit immediately. If not, then look for fruits inside. Bring it out. When we left the Pantheon Palace, it did not appear, so there is a high probability that it is not there, or there is something wrong with it. We cannot enter the real Pantheon Palace, so we can only rely on you."
Unable to enter the real Palace of the Gods... ..
It seems that even the Shimen is unwilling to step in, is it because he is afraid that the Lord of the Pantheon Palace is still inside, and entering will disturb it and lead to death
Li Xiong's heart was spinning rapidly.
Glancing at Li Wuxiang, I don't know what this kid has been through these years. He has a shaggy beard and looks very listless.
After sacrificing all the casual cultivators, the stone door opened.
Li Wuxiang and the other three stepped into the stone gate and saw a flat, black crystal passage suspended on the black river in the thick fog, extending deep into the thick fog.
Tong Xuanzi couldn't wait to step onto the passage, and Li Xiong and Li Wuxiang followed him. After running a certain distance, bubbles emerged from the black river, and a huge thing jumped out of the water and attacked the three of them.
"Be careful!" Li Wuxiang warned loudly.
... ...
"River crab meat is quite delicious and can quickly replenish your physical strength." Li Xiong said, "Master Qing didn't lie to us."
The three of them stood in front of a bronze door, each carrying a crab leg on their shoulders, devouring the crab meat that had just been cooked using the Taoist fire dragon technique.
"I thought you weren't coming," Li Xiong arched Li Wuxiang's shoulder: "How have you been these past years?"
"Huayang is missing." Li Wuxiang glanced at him and whispered.
"Missing?" Li Xiong was stunned.
"The year before last, she and her fellow senior sister went down the mountain to travel, suddenly left without saying goodbye, and then disappeared. Her senior sister searched for her for more than half a month, but couldn't find her, so she went back to the mountain to report to the teacher. I got the news from Liuyunguan , I have been looking for her for two years, but she is gone..."
As the old saying goes, misfortune comes to every person, and this sentence is particularly profound in the blood world. Not everyone is the successor of the war spirit, and others must respect and give in wherever they go. Every year, disciples of the Taoist and Buddhist Association who travel down the mountain disappear. The fate of these missing people is not good, and death is the best ending.
In the rivers and lakes, when a wave comes, people disappear and you can't find them.
Li Xiong didn't continue to ask and said "Oh".
While the two were talking, Tong Xuanzi took out an irregular-shaped metal block, tossed it gently, and it was embedded in the giant bird's eye of the bronze door.
Behind the door is a dark brown wasteland shrouded in thick fog. The three of them trekked through the wasteland, breaking all the sculptured monsters along the way. These guys haven't woken up yet, but they will definitely wake up and destroy them as much as possible.
They soon saw the building where the ancient demon's remains were sealed. The bottom of the pool was empty. The ancient demon's remains sealed here had left.
The three of them carved formations and used blood as dye.
"The eight spaces are fused, and the one above the head is the real Palace of the Gods." Tong Xuanzi was a little excited.
"Wuxiang, don't rush in yet." Li Xiong grabbed Li Wuxiang and said, "There may be nothing inside, and the owner of the Pantheon Palace may be sleeping. Once he enters and wakes it up, the situation cannot be changed. We All we can do is run away.”
Tong Xuanzi frowned: "What do you want to say."
"The young master said that there are other ancient demon relics in the Palace of the Gods. Let's look for them. As long as we find one, there is hope of curing your ancestral kidney failure. Then we will go there." Li Xiong pointed. Points to the top of the head.
"No, the Palace of the Gods above our heads has opened. We should race against time and not waste time in a place like this." Tongxuanzi objected.
Li Wuxiang agreed, two to one, so the three of them had to fight their way out to find the remains of the ancient demon.
Tong Xuanzi is the top S-level, Li Xiong is the ordinary S-level, and Li Wuxiang is the half-step Ji Dao. The sculpture monster does not pose much threat to them. Li Wuxiang alone can push them.
Finally, they found a building where the remains of the ancient demon still existed. Before they even got close, the powerful suppression coming from the depths of their bloodline made Li Xiong and Tong Xuanzi breathless.
The three of them boarded the bronze building. Li Wuxiang lowered his head and looked down. Through the thick fog, the dark brown plain was filled with white powder formed after the sculpture monster was crushed, like white spots caused by skin diseases.
"You two stay up there, I'll go down and take a look." Li Wuxiang didn't let Tong Xuanzi and Li Xiong come together. Not everyone of the ancient demon survivors might be as easy to communicate with the Qingshi, so he decided to explore the way first.
A few minutes later, Li Wuxiang came up, as if he had just experienced a hard fight, covered in blood, with a frightened look on his face: "Run, run!"
I will finish writing this memory tomorrow.
(End of chapter)